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Moria

Ponso's adventures: The Crossroads

Submitted by Ponso on October 4th, 2014
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Day XXIII - At the Crossroads

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Shire Angling Club

Calad Feanor

Submitted by Gwynedh on September 21st, 2014
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The Gate of Feanor, more commonly known in the 3rd Age as the Door of Durin, forms the entrance to the ancient dwarven city of Khazad-dum, that has long since been overrun by goblins and orcs. Now it is named Moria - meaning "dark pit" - by the elves, as it is no longer a shining cultural hub, but a dark tomb for the dwarves and their folly - Durin's Bane. It is commonly heard, that they "delved too greedily, and too deep" for mithril when they unearthed the Balrog of Morgoth, and rightfully so. The Dwarves may be great miners and blacksmiths...

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The Tourist

Ponso's adventures: Into the Library

Submitted by Ponso on September 20th, 2014
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Day XXIII continued
I saw a circle of anxious faces
‘You’ve taken a blow to the head.’
Said Kandral, ‘So just lay there, quite still,’
‘I don’t know how you’re not dead!’
Then I pulled off my cap to show underneath
On top of my bushy black hair,
Was a pie, in its tin, now smashed all to bits
Well, how all them dwarfies did stare!

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Shire Angling Club

Cleansing fire

Submitted by Miridial on September 5th, 2014
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Cleansing fire

The Book Of Garmorn, Part One, Book One, Chapter Five - The Flames of Memory [[ARCHIVED]]

Submitted by Garmorn on August 2nd, 2014
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Chapter Five: The Flames of Memory


It had been many years, since Garmorn had felt like this - So shocked, so powerless in the face of events. His younger brother, with emphasis on "younger", had the strength and willpower to offend him, so deeply that he might wonder if this had been some form of curse from Mahal, or a dream - A memory of the past, of his previous pain, and of the dark torture that took place nigh thirteen years ago, relative to the time that this tale is noting.

 

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The Book Of Garmorn - A History of the Manúr dynasty [[ARCHIVED]]

The Book Of Garmorn, Part One, Book One, Chapter Four - On Graves [[ARCHIVED]]

Submitted by Garmorn on August 2nd, 2014
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Chapter Four: On Graves

 

Laughter, is indeed a strangeness in itself, and oddity we can not truly contemplate. At times, laughter is a sign of happiness, and joy, at others - It is to respond, precipitate, to a joke, a crudeness of sorts, then at other times it is a thing that appears when once is strongly influenced by his mug at a tavern.

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The Book Of Garmorn - A History of the Manúr dynasty [[ARCHIVED]]

Shooting gallery

Submitted by Lanthonvir on July 4th, 2014
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Lanthonvir blowing off some steam in Moria, using the goblins as targets in his "shooting range"

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House Thalanduin

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